a weekend in Salt Lake City and today's comforts

My weekend in Salt Lake was full of

love from my sister,

visiting family,

attempting to relax,

and an effort to regain some

semblance of balance

and sense of self.

I admired the mountains,

made art,

took naps,

loved the grey skies,

held some sweet babies,

and noticed some of the pink guitars of the world.

I am SO

happy to have arrived

and to be out of the car,

but the transition has not been quite

what I expected.

It has been hard.

And I am sure it will continue to be.

So today I am finding comfort in:

a long talk with a great friend

music

creating order from my chaos

the thought of an upcoming visit to Ohio

real food and

a hard Oregon rain.